A slight gravid pause,
carousel at the peak-point.
Wild breezy laughters.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
A slight gravid pause, carousel at the peak-point. Wild breezy laughters. Written for video prompt by hellokoo from Insta-fam Welfare unto ...
A slight gravid pause,
carousel at the peak-point.
Wild breezy laughters.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
I miss hills.
Hills,
With crisp drifts;
With spick spirits;
With livid, living
firs, birds, wilds, griffins,
hid in thick mist.
In tip, is rift
stirring with kith-n-kin.
This shifting scrim,
this rill singing still.
Nigh! Right thing is,
I miss hir diggings,
hir kind.
I miss hills!!!